" The Act of Missing is the Art of Moving On"

It's okay to miss me,
Dont cry too much,
For although I'm gone for now my presence comes back,
Like that favorite song that fades but comes back around,
Once you put the cd back in and hear its sweet notes again,
Yes,
It's okay to miss me,
The way I became a crutch for you to lean on,
How many nights I spent keeping your bed warm,
For although I had to leave without warning,
Like a solider being called for duty,
I always come back,
Yes,
It's more than okay to miss me,
Miss you and me,
Miss us,
For just when you pick yourself up and forgive me,
Free yourself of my absence,
I'll be back,
I promise.